I saw someone ask why 'She Is Beauty We Are World Class' is a rainbow flag moment, they didn't get it. Well it’s not just that; it's the whole megamix. Just read the lyrics. It’s a whole beautiful celebration of being among people you feel safe around and know they get you.
It's about escaping the real world for a moment and soaking it all in.
Once All This Time starts, Louis sits and looks at everyone. It’s like he said, "It's not how you spend the time, it's if you waste it." It is important to appreciate these moments.
The songs, as has been pointed out many times by others, are connected.
All This Time
"It's the way we
It's the way we see ourselves through walls of trees."
and it ties in beautifully with
She is Beauty We are World Class
"Conversation is currency
Shapes become a language
Square eyes and sunglasses
Finding faces in the trees"
We see ourselves through walls of trees, and these trees have faces. We literally find ourselves through others.
She is Beauty We are World Class
"Are we one, or are we two?
Are we me, or are we you?
Has it been all this before?
Do you see what I see?"
All This Time
"Our eyes meet
And I can tell that you're the same as me"
It's a celebration; everything is coming together; everyone there is the same; it's safe; the pain is worth it because you got yourself through it and you are now present in this moment in time.
All This Time
"And you keep on building mountains
Hoping that they'll turn to gold
But the truth is, you still doubt that
What you do can get you home"
She is Beauty We are World Class
"Escape the inevitable
Fade into light
Soak up the empathy
'Cause I'm with you tonight"
You can understand and share the feelings of everyone around you; take it in—you all understand each other here.
"Forever
We'll let the feeling last
Surrounded by lights"
Be free; you are home already, and I am with you tonight. I am looking at you surrounded by lights, and this feeling of belonging is going to last forever.
So yes, it is a rainbow flag moment—it’s THE moment.
In a way that contrasts my sharp teeth and my pointed corners.
Unapproachable, unapologetic yet, open and falling apart at the seams
Fierce, and guarded with expectations that are as high as my walls, the same walls I spend my days painting the colors of all the flowers I have never received.
Lavender to grey Girlhood to decay
I yearn for things that will wither if I dare to embrace and my moral compass is almost always out of my hands reach. I exchange a piece of it for every new defense mechanism i pick up, and I regret nothing…
not even my tongue that is still stuck in my windpipe because in my hast to run away from spotlight I forgot to tuck it right.
I hold on to ghosts of sentiments that i let filter through me
I, a distant soul that walk through earth aimlessly.
I linger but my traces refuse to hold I don’t get close because i can’t afford being left behind, I dwindle, but i don’t let anyone touch me because being starved taught me that we don’t need to overanalyze the intentions behind every touch; we just need to prevent ourselves from getting hurt.
It’s a collective we, because I learned to stand behind a wall of who I’m supposed to be.
Even if I do it inadequately.
I’m hypersensitive, yet i’d rather shed my own skin than cling to unwanted love that have no potential for growth.
I’m lovable, that much I know
but I don’t believe in falling, It’s not that I don’t want to believe in an unadulterated emotion..
but however I look at at love. it seems fabricated
So now, i only want it with a pre-negotiated price.
With a clear definition and stable steps that I can take one at a time.
That’s how it goes for kindnesses too, as something in me believes that we need to earn it.
Maybe it’s the part of me that i inherited from my mother,
the same part that is still searching for ways to sacrifice more, otherwise we’re selfish.
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•Quotes:Louis Tomlinson/Roland Barthes/ Taylor Swift/Meggie C. Royer/ Nikki Giovanni/ Helene Cixous/ Margaret Atwood/ Sylvia Plath/ Anaïs Nin
•Original context: Sinligh
•Art references:
1.Playing Games With Paranoia by Guillermo Lorca (details). 2. Art by: John William Godward (details). 3.Art by: by Ivan Olinsky (details). 4.The wave by Guillaume Seignac (details). 5.Art by: Edward Hopper's (details). 6. The Repentant Mary Magdalene by Francesco Hayez. (Details).